When I drove past Beth El Synagogue at 5:45 p.m. tonight on the way to pick up my kids, the line in front to hear Deepak Chopra was 100-long.
Driving past the other way 30 minutes later, it was easily triple that.
I’m not sure what they’re thinking, but I’ve got a hunch what Mr. Chopra is: ‘why on earth are all these people spending $60 – $500(!) and waiting in line to hear me talk, when they can be outside walking around Lake Calhoun on a glorious Spring evening?!”
(OK, I don’t think Mr. Chopra knows the names of any Minnesota lakes.)
